Cassandra Selwyn (singled_out) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-01-25 03:53:00 |
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Cassie exhaled a large breath of air that blew her bangs off her forehead. Today was moving day, or at least it had been for her. All of her stuff had been moved down to her recently purchased home in Scarlet Oak a week ago. When she had said goodbye to New York City, she had had nothing with her but the clothes on her back and the purse wrapped around her shoulder. It felt surreal to ride through the town that she barely remembered to a house that she had never seen before, outside of a picture online, and walk in the front door to all of her things stacked up and waiting for her to unpack them. Was it spoiled to have expected the movers to set up the house for her? She knew that in the city all it took was a little extra money and someone else would make it look like you had been living in your new apartment for years. You’re not in the city anymore. Her hands came up to rub some of the weariness from her eyes. Something told her that she would be repeating that statement to herself over and over for the next few weeks. She was happy with her decision to move back to Scarlet Oak – Yes, happy -- but that didn’t stop her from fearing the drastic change. The first time she had moved to this town, it had not been a pleasant experience for her. Cassie hoped that because she had been the one in charge of where she lived, the transition would be a lot smoother this time. Though, truth be told, a lot of that fell on Marisa’s shoulders. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when her phone sprang to life all of a sudden. After an unnecessary minute of digging through her bag, Cassie pulled the phone free and smiled when she saw that it was her mother on the other line. It felt good to be talking to Felicity on a regular basis again; it felt like something that she should have never missed in the first place. “Hey, you have great timing. I just walked through the door.” “I’m glad you made it safely.” There was a pause and Cassie knew what the next question would be before her mother continued. “Are you going to see you sister today?” She moved over to nudge one of the boxes with her foot. “I don’t know. I mean, she might be busy and I don’t want to bother her at work or… you know… if she doesn’t want to see me?” “Well, she’s here now. And I would suggest that if you’re going to do anything at all, you do it soon.” Her mother was right. The whole point of moving to the small town was to be close to both of them again and she couldn’t imagine that it would make their reunion any easier if she waited days after she arrived to speak to Marisa. She told her mother to do what she could to keep her sister in place, and that included not telling her that she was in town and on her way over. Cassie wasn’t sure she would be able to take it if she showed up only to see Marisa pulling out of the driveway and speeding off as fast as possible. A half-hour, and several wrong turns later, Cassie found her mother’s house. It took her another ten minutes to convince herself to get out of the car. She marched her way up to the front door and rang the doorbell. While she waited for someone to answer, she busied herself with fixing her hair, her shirt – anything that would take her mind off of her nerves. Mom, hurry up and get the door. Or at least she hoped it would be Felicity that answered. |